Well, my brief flirtation with Facebook is over, after a rather public ‘Psychotic Break’ on Sunday. I visited my Dad and for the first time he looked horrendous.
What frightened me more was that he had ‘the smell’.
If you’ve ever been around someone with cancer, you’ll know exactly what I mean.
It suddenly hit me like a fucking train that we going to lose him.
That at some point my beacon of calm will be gone.
I got home and started tucking into a bottle of vodka when Cousin Adamski ‘phoned, in tears.
Had an extremely emotional and tearful conversation with him and continued with the vodka.
In absolute honesty, that conversation is the last thing I remember until the morning.
They say, ‘in vino veritas’. In Vodka, there is vitriol.
I upset my brother. I upset my nephew and frighteningly, I amused my niece.
I wrote them all letters of apology.
I am gutted with myself.
The utter loss of control… It makes me feel sick.
Strangely, I feel really calm.
A calm I’m not totally sure I’ve felt before and I am not certain if it should be a concern or not.
It’s similar to Ritalin but without the ‘thinking through cotton wool’ effect.
Right.
Finished.
Next.
What I really need to know at the moment, is how to wash a Cashmere cardigan while still keeping it soft.
If it gets all scratchy and itchy I won't be able to wear it anymore and I really like it!
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I have a cashmere jumper which I bought reduced from something horrendous to $10 last year, and I just wash it in the normal wash - although we buy the washing liquid that uses a cold cycle, and dry it over the bath. It is still as soft as when I bought it.
I don't know the smell, but a friend of mine who is a nurse has talked about it often.
I have a tendency to fuck up anything knitted if I put it near the machine, no matter how cold the wash.
It's the distinctive smell of a human rotting from the inside out.
all expensive knitwear is designed to self destructvduring the cleaning process as a way to encourage moe sales. When I was working with Nicole Farhi it was pointed out that anyone who culd afford decent knitwear would probably get changed 5 times a day anyway and never bother with anything long enough for the wear and tear to show, no matter how good the fabric is, it will still suffer just the same as something off 'the market'.
Cold hand wash, do not agitate as the microspopic hooks on the fibers will mesh and felt the fabric, and any heat will remove the oils that keep it supple was inside out, sparing conditioner - dry flat. I know a girl who had a cardboard template of a flat garment that she uses to keep is shape by slipping it over whilst damp.
Alas...you didn't insult me....I feel left out...
appols for the shocking spelling in the above post - have a hangover - I meant to say 'wash' inside out.
tsk...I blame Nick Griffin.
Cheers Richard, they are the kind of washing instructions I can follow!
I hadn't thought of clothes in those terms and can guarantee that I own nothing by Nicole Farhi!
Not so sure about the Sassy one though!
Count yourself lucky on the insults front.
Honestly.
Sensational washing instructions. The best I have ever seen. I follow the same process but it took me a long time to reach this refined state and could have done with this set and destroyed fewer loved items. I dry my lovely knits on hangers that mould/fit the shoulders and that seems to work as well.
Nicole Fahri stuff tends not to fit very well - i.e. too big. However I took Leigh to her shop in Sloane Street a few years ago and he purchased two of the campest pairs of jeans I have ever seen, two even camper T shirts which I adore still, a pair of shoes, a pair of trainers and some other bits I can't recall. Great fun. Lovely shop assistants. Sigh.
More importantly, I really hope that your dad pulls through. But its just awful to see your parents really sick. With my mum it wasn't the smell that made me realise that she was terribly ill and possibly dying, it was the fact that she looked defeated - and nothing not losing her dad in WW 1,the Blitz, my dad or her 4 children had ever done that. A massive stroke did. I really really hope that he gets a new lease of life and health.
I don't think my Farhi complaint would be too big!
Even though I'm back in my 28" waist trousers. (Fucking 'ave it!)
I don't do the hanger thing in case hanging stretches it down to my knees.
To be honest, with Dad I just hope it's quick now.
can I just point out that Nicole Farhi has the same owner, factories and design team ( roughly ) as French Connection ( Nicole being the X of the owner of FC ) - so you are actually just buying supercharged high street - whilst I actually quite like Nicole, she can be a bit..... derivative, on more than one occasion she has been caught removing buttons and snipping small samples from garments in Selfridges....just for research...of course....
They have a very nice showroom off Carnaby Street, those of you with long memories will identify it as the site of the legendary 'Batcave' nightclub in the early 1980's. I was sat in the boardroom once, mind wandering - when I suddenly realised that I had been in exactly the same spot 10 years previously - dancing to Bauhaus with a spotty goth girl from Leicester called Patsy. That was when I had hair...it was most disconcerting....
I quite liked FC tee shirts for a while but got fed up with the printing on the front of everything!
I have fallen for Ted Baker tee shirts now. Lovely quality cotton, seams that match up and little writing, that I can put up with.
Can Bauhaus be danced to?
when you are 17 and a bit pissed, yes - they can.
It was EXACTLY the same as that scene at the start of The Hunger - in fact I think that's where they filmed it.
WV: shenema
LOL!
Brilliant! I can see it now...
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